Excess baggage
As grandfather to several, it was only fair that it was me who would travel in the boot of the car. It was two miles to the restaurant in the pretty town on the Thames. Three couples going to lunch in a car that would carry five people plus luggage. I was the luggage.
Lunch was wonderful, until time to return. I was given the boot again.... on the basis that I'd survived the journey there. Curled up in the boot in the foetal position had been OK on an empty stomach.
I wasn't fully prepared for my happy returns!
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: Boot = trunk (in US). Luggage = baggage.
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Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
This was today and completely true, except that I didn't actually throw up on the way back, but it wasn't out of the question! For the 'full experience', I pulled the boot cover over me so those darned cops wouldn't suss me out...and for luggage realism! :-)
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Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
Thanks, Drew. It was a hell of a laugh! It would have been real hell though if the cramped conditions and fine lunch had involuntary consequences in such a confined space!
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Christopher over 7 years ago
The best line was "I was given the boot again"!
